Yang Feilong struck fiercely, directly sending the woman, who looked utterly pathetic, flying. This truly shocked everyone present, their faces etched with disbelief.
It was one thing to reject her advances, but why send her flying?
What astonished them further was that Yang Feilong offered no explanation and prepared to strike again, seemingly determined to kill the woman.
"Yang Feilong, why?" Mi Lai was the angriest. He had taken a liking to this woman, but she had ignored him, throwing herself at Yang Feilong. Although his heart was broken, he harbored no ill will towards Yang Feilong. But what had Yang Feilong done? He had violently beaten this seemingly fragile woman.
"Don't worry, I'll protect you and keep you from harm!" Mi Lai said, moving to help the woman up.
"Careful!" Yang Feilong shouted a warning, his figure vanishing from where he stood.
Simultaneously, a cold glint flashed.
*Pfft.*
Mi Lai spat blood. He looked at the delicate and pitiful woman, who had just stabbed him.
"Why?" His eyes bulged, completely astonished that the woman he was trying to protect had attacked him. And this time, her speed was too great; even with Yang Feilong's warning, he hadn't reacted.
Moreover, he realized that in a direct confrontation, he might not have been her match.
And Yang Feilong, who could injure her in an instant, was clearly even stronger than him.
*Boom!*
The internal energy within the dagger erupted, and Mi Lai was sent flying back, spitting blood.
It was at this moment that Yang Feilong arrived. The woman, who had been lying on the ground, vanished from her spot.
"Why?" Mi Lai, caught by Yang Feilong, was utterly bewildered.
"Because she's an assassin!" Yang Feilong said with a sigh.
"An assassin?"
The words shocked everyone.
This woman with unparalleled beauty was actually an assassin? This was truly unbelievable!
But everything that had just happened forced them to believe it!
"How did you discover me? I believe my acting was flawless!" The woman stood in the distance, her gaze icy as she looked at Yang Feilong. Gone was the seductive, pitiable demeanor she had displayed moments before.
She was like a cold-blooded assassin, decisive and ruthless.
Alright, she was an assassin devoid of emotion, and everything she had done was an act.
"There were too many flaws. You looked disheveled and panicked, but your inner aura was completely calm. And though your eyes were well-hidden, the coldness in them was obvious! Furthermore, your speed was too great. You had already run towards us, but the person chasing you was still far away. Anyone who wasn't blinded by your appearance could easily see the flaws!" Yang Feilong explained, giving Mi Lai a healing pill and speaking with ease.
Hearing Yang Feilong's fluent explanation, the Mi brothers and Xu Zhenqiang all looked ashamed. They had been blinded by beauty and failed to notice so many flaws.
"Are you even a man? I'm so beautiful, and you're unmoved!" The woman, seeing Yang Feilong speak so calmly, laughed in exasperation.
The three men deeply agreed with the woman's words. Why had they lost their composure when Yang Feilong remained unfazed? Was he truly not a man?
"Whether I'm a man or not, you can come and try!" Yang Feilong said with a playful smile.
"Bah! Shameless!" the woman spat.
"A dignified assassin calls me shameless? What a laughable statement!" Yang Feilong scoffed.
The next moment, he disappeared.
But the woman's figure flickered, and she also vanished from her spot.
"Such speed!" Yang Feilong marveled.
"Why aren't you poisoned?" The woman's eyes were filled with shock.
She had failed to strike. Why didn't she flee? Because as she ran over, she had released a poison. It was a toxic gas, invisible to the eye, odorless, or rather, it had a pleasant, captivating fragrance that, carried by the air, entered the body through the pores.
But anyone seeing such a beautiful woman would likely mistake it for her natural scent or perfume, not suspecting any danger.
"Why? Because I used an antidote to neutralize your poison just now!" Yang Feilong shrugged. "This was also your biggest flaw. Others wouldn't recognize the poison, but I do. It's called 'Mihua Lingxiang' poison, and I've even formulated it before."
Female assassin: "......"
Onlookers: "......"
Everyone present gasped in shock. They were amazed by the female assassin's wicked methods and, at the same time, by Yang Feilong's ability to neutralize her poisoned tactics so subtly.
Thinking back, if this female assassin hadn't targeted Yang Feilong, who among them would have suspected she was an assassin? And such a formidable one at that?
The female assassin had also completely underestimated Yang Feilong. Not only did he recognize her poison, but he also possessed an antidote for the Mihua Lingxiang poison.
This failure was not a loss.
"Then why did you hold back against me? Was it because you found me too beautiful and couldn't bear to harm me!" The female assassin looked at Yang Feilong, a playful smile on her exceptionally beautiful face.
Yang Feilong: "......"
Onlookers: "......"
Alright, Yang Feilong had indeed held back. Otherwise, that strike would have been fatal for the female assassin.
Perhaps, as the female assassin suggested, he had been too soft-hearted.
If this female assassin hadn't been so beautiful, or if she had been a man, Yang Feilong believed he would have killed her on the spot.
"You dare not speak, seems you admit it. Heh heh, little husband, I'm leaving now, but I'll be back. Next time, you won't be so lucky!" The alluring female assassin giggled, her bell-like voice echoing. The next moment, her figure vanished.
"Was that earlier leniency a blessing or a curse?" Yang Feilong mused, reflecting on the decision he had made in an instant. If he could go back in time, would he still hold back?
Thinking of that stunningly beautiful face, Yang Feilong sighed. He truly didn't know.
Perhaps he still wouldn't have been able to kill her.
"Heroes have always been susceptible to beauty," Mi Lai consoled. "If it were me, I wouldn't be able to bear it either."
He didn't know if he was comforting Yang Feilong or himself.
He had fallen for her. Even though she had tried to kill him, her image lingered in his mind.
The atmosphere fell into a temporary silence.
But at that moment, two figures darted out from the bushes.
"You few, did you happen to see an incredibly beautiful woman just now?" one of them arrogantly questioned the group.
Everyone looked over.
Someone was actually going to harm her? Was the act so convincing? Or were these two working with that woman?
"Are you deaf? When our Brother Luo asks a question, are you deaf or what? Can't you hear?" The other, a long-haired man, was berating them. Then, his eyes lit up as he saw Mi Ya. "Oh, this girl's not bad. Since that woman ran off, it'll be you. Come accompany my Brother Luo! Let me tell you, my Brother Luo is the young master of the Luo family!"
"Who will go kill these two?" Yang Feilong stroked his chin, saying, "These two look like trouble. I wonder how many lives they've taken. But at their age, in the late stage and peak of the Xuanwu realm, it's quite remarkable. No wonder they're so arrogant when they see us."
"I'll do it! I need to vent my emotions!" Mi Lai gritted his teeth.
The next moment, his figure vanished.
His injuries hadn't fully healed, but thanks to Yang Feilong's pill, he had recovered considerably. Killing these two cultivators, who appeared to be only in the Xuanwu realm, shouldn't be a problem.
Yes, he was going to kill them!
*Pfft!*
A flash of blood, and the long-haired man's head flew off. Until his death, he couldn't comprehend how he had died so easily in a casual exchange.
Weren't the Xuanwu realm cultivators strong? Why did he die like this?
And he died at the hands of several clearly younger individuals.
The one called Brother Luo, terrified, fell to his knees. "Don't kill me! I am the young master of the Luo family from Nanguan City... I haven't had time to do anything bad today!"
Before he could finish speaking, another flash of blood, and this young master of the Luo family met a tragic end.
"Seeking death!" Xu Zhenqiang uttered four words. In ordinary circumstances, they might not have been so bloodthirsty, but now, especially Mi Lai, who was in a rage, they wouldn't let him go.
Misfortune brought by Heaven can be avoided, but self-inflicted misfortune is inescapable!
"Brother Feilong," Mi Ya said shyly, approaching Yang Feilong.
When she had been pushed aside earlier, she had felt terribly upset, thinking Yang Feilong was also attracted to that woman and wanted to push her far away. Later, she realized Yang Feilong had seen the woman as an assassin and pushed her away to protect her.
Thinking of this, her heart filled with gratitude.
"Thank you for saving me earlier!" Mi Ya said gratefully.
"You're welcome." Yang Feilong shook his head. He had indeed pushed Mi Ya away instinctively to protect her.
"Let's go!" Mi Lai said. "Let Uncle Da and the others handle these two bodies."
"En!" Everyone agreed.
After greeting Mi Da, the group set off again.
Compared to before, the atmosphere seemed to have become somewhat heavy after the assassination attempt.
"Brother Feilong, do you know why that female assassin wanted to kill you?" Mi Ya asked, seeing the somber mood.
At her words, everyone turned to look at Yang Feilong, their faces filled with anticipation.
Yes, it was clear that woman had targeted Yang Feilong.
Could it be a bloody incident caused by Yang Feilong abandoning her?